luciano pavarotti died.
we were talking about him today in the car -- about how he was sick. and now he has passed away and it is extremely sad.
it makes everything else seem shallow and stupid.
for example, calvin klein's 25th anniversary party for their underwear collection tonight.
basically this meant prepubescent boys and girls in glass cages wearing metal underwear and my (over)consumption of sliders and cupcakes and champagne as in the kind of pain i will be feeling in my head when i wake up for work tomorrow morning.
ugh.
i already feel sick and it's barely the next day.
please let there be cabs tomorrow. at the very least, let us have a fucking car. thank you amen goodnight.
1 comment:
You live a wild life, Nina.
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